December 31, 2011

the poetic year

Filed under: Uncategorized — larspalm @ 12:38 pm

although 2011 wasn’t quite as hysterical as 2010 it was still rather active. it began in a rush with ho(s)tel window based on photos by petra accompanied by short pieces of text by me self-published through PoFot quickly followed by (s)he dead from red ochre press, a small e-chap of five poems in memoriam recently dead poets & what’s in a from the red ceilings press in an edition of 40 (whereof a few copies remain). later in the spring i came across corrupt press & submitted a 20-some page manuscript. a couple of days later dylan harris, the corrupt publisher replied asking if i had enough good stuff for a book. thus in september road song for was published. also during the year scattered poems & the occasional sequence have appeared here & there. the release of the road song led to me embarking on a very slow european reading tour beginning with the launch in paris in october. it may continue in dublin  in the winter/spring & in amsterdam in the late summer/early fall. in the new year there are plans for a new chapbook, near the public transport system (a dozen small prose poems) from above/ground press & a new book, chaos on/chaos off from obvious epiphanies press. what else the new year will bring we shall simply have to wait & see

December 26, 2011

a christmas collage- or kicking at open doors

Filed under: Uncategorized — larspalm @ 1:47 pm

standing in the rain holding christmas at bay. ’tis the season to be jelly. look what’s happened to my belly. the birthday kid is long dead & besides it’s probably the wrong day. may we humbly hope no cop choirs will be singing galway bay around here. sits speaking german at the back of the bus. what’s he saying? not what you drink. but what you wear. or were. o come let us ignore them, o come let us ignore them, o come let us ignore them who sell us things

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